Scan. Wait. React. Rinse and Repeat.

When you're diagnosed with advanced cancer, you get scanned every 3 months to find out the state of the disease...whether things are spreading, shrinking, stable or unchanged. And every time, it's just as nerve wracking. A few days ago, my mom started having shooting pain when she took a deep gulp or burped. She'd put her hand to where her stomach is. The worse is seeing your mom have pain or discomfort. It's a reminder of disease, of what it could or could not be, another tight, relentless squeeze in your heart.

PET/CT scan scheduled tomorrow, June 26 at 8:15am. Appointment with Dr is the following day, June 27 at 10am. And then we take it from there.

Just praying with all my heart, the new chemo is working, nodes are shrinking, vanishing, blasted into oblivion, and the pain...that's it's something else- pain from tumor shrinking, heartburn, hernia, anything but disease progression. If you've stumbled upon this blog, please send positive vibes our way. My mom's name is Nora.